FRIDAY-THIS AND THAT- MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY!

 

MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY!

HAPPY 1st Day of May!

I was born late in my father's life.

He was 53 when I was born-

his first child.

Born on a farm in

Pennsylvania with

uncles and aunts that

owned farms around,

or connected, to ours.

Because of my father's age,

that meant that I grew up 

with cousins

that were almost 

a full generation 

older than I was.

So, by the time I was six or so,

many of my older cousins 

were driving.

Some were already married

or engaged.

On the first of May,

my cousins down the lane

 would come,

along with my Aunt Bessie,

and pick me up.
She never drove a car 

in her life so her

daughters drove.

We would drive 

a few miles to 
a lightly wooded area

where we would pick

MAY FLOWERS.

Today,I know that 

they were simply 
SWEET VIOLETS
in pretty pastel colors.

Oh- How I loved MAY DAY

They spread before us 

in the woods on leggy stems.
We would pick big bunches 

to bring home
and we would plop them 

in jelly jar vases.

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Then, Aunt Bessie 

would give us each 
a slice of fresh baked bread
slathered with butter 
and homemade strawberry jam.

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I would go home 

full and happy,
with my hands clutched full 

of wildflowers.
I would be smiling 

when I entered the back door 

to our farmhouse, 

 the screen door slapping shut behind me.

My brother, Charlie, who is 
smiling down from Heaven,
had a special poem
JUST FOR ME.

It went like this:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I thought I was ugly
Until I saw you.

Yes- Oh- the fond memories 
that take me back to childhood.
I would stick my tongue out 

at him and set my
MAY FLOWERS
on the counter
to celebrate the
MAY DAY.

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So-CELEBRATE TODAY
~ JUST CELEBRATE~
CELEBRATE TODAY IN MAY.
SHOUT IT
loud and clear
MAYDAY!  MAYDAY! MAYDAY!

Did you know that if you shout MAYDAY
three times in a row 

it is 
the international signal 

of distress?

Be careful-
Be.very.careful.

You know what THAT means, 

don't you?
You may get someone 

that looks like 
THIS coming to your rescue!

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Just never you mind Kris, 

Junk Chic Cottage,
you have your OWN fireman!

HAPPY DAY IN MAY!